Dhemise, son of Dhemise

 

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NAME: Dhemise, son of Dhemise
GOES BY: Dhemise
OTHER NICKNAMES: Dhes, D

GENDER: Male
AGE: 345
BIRTHDAY: Won't say.
ETHNICITY:Vampire
CANON OR ORIGINAL CHARACTER Original Character.

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight
STATUS: Widowed/Single
OCCUPATION: Home Protection and Security System. Classified Occupation.
LIVING SITUATION: Lives in a two story home in a rural neighborhood.

PLAY BY: Stuart Reardon
HAIR: Black, wears it short
EYES: Average, Hazel/Honey
HEIGHT: 6'5
WEIGHT: 268lbs
USUAL ENSEMBLE: Fitting T-shirts and Jeans. When at home, he's either barefoot or walks around with sandals.
OVERALL APPEARANCE:
Dhemise is a laid back kind of male. When at home, he tends to just wear t-shirts and jeans and walks about barefoot, except when in the kitchen. When working, he wears a fine, pressed blue polo shirt with his company logo on it and black or dark blue Dickies pants and black work boots.

He does own suits as well, but he rarely wears those, since he hasn't found a good enough reason to wear those yet.

He also owns a few pairs of leathers and a long trench coat for a just in case kind of situation.

LIKES: Cooking, Working, Reading, Spending time with his daughter, working out and Eating.
DISLIKES: Seeing his daughter hurt, Lessers, the Glymera, Disorganization, Seeing Lhust cook.
STRENGTHS: His daughter, Focusing, Working Hard, Cooking
WEAKNESSES: His daughter, Cooking channel/books, Loneliness.
WANTS: A mate, a new grill, to have the courage to speak with Wrath, a new car
FEARS: Losing Lhust, being alone forever, Speaking to Wrath.
OVERALL PERSONALITY: He's a very down to Earth kind of male. He's fun and witty, yet can be serious when he needs to be. He may no longer see himself as a Brother, but the impulse is still there, so if he is messed with or if Lhust is ever in danger, he will go warrior one someone regardless of who they are.

The way he acts around Lhust is a bit more open and he still coddles her no matter how old she is or gets. Whatever she wants, he'll get it for her, though it depends on what that is. He's sweet and lenient to her, but he will put his foot down if he has to.

When it comes to being around a female in general, Dhes tends to almost...fumble a bit. He had only ever been with the one female and even then, he had been a fumbling, besotted fool, though it was his fumbling that helped in winning his shellan. He tends to be a bit more reserve and more gentleman like, the ways of the old still coursing in his blood. Even though it was a new era, a new world, being a gentleman will still be important when being around another female.

FAMILY: Daughter: Lhustacia, 31yrs, Works at Frankie's Pizzeria and Secretly kills Lessers.
PETS: A 3yr old white Husky named Mochi
A 5 yr old Rottweiler named Sergeant. Sarge for short.
And a 7yr old Orange Taby named Bear
HISTORY:Son to the Black Dagger Brother, Dhemise, Dhes had always assumed he would have followed along his sire's foot steps, protect the Royal Family, be mated to a Chosen and bare a son who will also be a part of the Brotherhood. He had been truly wrong. He had fallen for a simple, common female that had no significance to her name, nor was her family anything special. He hadn't cared. The first time he had met her was when he was just fresh out of The Bloodletter's camp. Still weak from having to deal with grueling tasks and tests, Dhes had managed to survive that hell hole and was allowed to enjoy a bit of time until his first mission to get into the Brotherhood started. He had stumbled upon her, Lhicienna, near a lake. She was washing linens. He saw her, she saw him and sparks practically flew.

After that first encounter, Dhes always tried to find a way and time to go see her. He would always try to clean up his appearance as best he could. He would bring her flowers, a sweet pastry he managed to snag from somewhere. As years passed, Dhes was inducted into the Brotherhood. His time with Lhicienna was slowly being restricted. He had promised that once he was inducted, he would mate her, be together and start a family, but Wrath thought other wise. During the time Wrath was hunting with the Brotherhood, Dhes had mentioned Lhici, how he wanted to spend more time with her. Wrath said the wrong thing, which made Dhes upset. Harsh words were exchanged between them until Dhes did the unthinkable. He turned his back on Wrath, on the Brotherhood and left, taking Lhicienna with him to live a better and happier life. And he did.....

After a few centuries of keeping to themselves, Dhes and Lhici moved to the New world. Lhici had gone through her needing and after that, thanks to Dhes, she was with young. Dhes had their lives and dreams planned out. He purposely bought a big house so they could fill it with as many young as she was able to have, but his dreams were shattered. Lhici didn't make it. She was only able to have the one child. It killed him. To have his most beloved shellan taken from him, after having talked about their dreams and future.

He couldn't let his grief get the better of him. After seeing his precious daughter. Hearing how strong her cry was and how healthy and alive she was, Dhes had been determined to make both his life and her's the way he envisioned it.......boy did everything not go the way he envisioned it.

YOUR NAME: Aracelya.k.a LittleRed a.k.a A-Chan
AGE: 25
EXPERIENCE: 7yrs
OTHER CHARACTERS: Lhustacia
RP SAMPLE Dhemise grabbed at Lhust, raised her and then harshly threw her to the padded mat. He heard her gasp in pain, watching as she shuffled to get to her feet, but it was still to slow. “You're still not quick enough. You could have easily been kicked while you tried to get to your feet.”

“I know, dammit!” Lhust countered and rushed at him.

He reached out and grabbed at her, throwing her onto the mat once again. “Come on. Move faster.” He barked. She did, a bit. This was a method of training. Some would see it as abuse, but not him and neither did Lhust. She wanted this. She wanted to go out and fight, something he shouldn't be allowing, but who was he to stop her. There was only so much he could do and say. He couldn't lock her up in her room and keep her there.

The only thing he could do was train her in almost the same way he had been trained when he was to join the Brotherhood. Dhes warned her that it wasn't going to be easy and she would hate him for certain things, but she didn't care. Now here they were, Dhes training her in being quick to get back onto her feet when knocked down. Ten seconds of staying on the ground would get her killed. He wanted her to get back onto her feet within five to seven seconds. Each one that passed counted against her, so she had to be quick.

They continued. A whole back and forth. Lhust rushing, Dhes grabbing and throwing and Lhust shuffling to get to her feet. “Better. Come on. A few more.” And it was a few more until they were done. “Good job.”

“Tomorrow.” She sucked in air as she was bent over, hands settled on her thighs. “We're gonna do it against tomorrow, okay?”

“You sure? Maybe we should do something else.”

“No. I don't feel fast enough. We'll do it again tomorrow and then after that, “She wiped her forehead, “We'll work on my breaking out of holds.”

He looked at her for a moment. His blood coursed through her veins. She sounded like a warrior and that made Dhes swell with pride. “Alright, tomorrow.” He smiled as he reached for her. “Come on. Let's go up so you can take a bath and I'll cook you something nice.”

“Chicken and rice? No...Beef and rice....with a mashed potatoes....no! A baked potatoe.”

“How about both?”

“Aww, double love. Thanks dad.”